Sunny swayed, struggling to stay on his feet.
'Ah! D—damnation!'
He was impossibly weak! He was terribly frail! He was beaten and battered, exhausted beyond imagination, and ready to collapse! His body was torturously slow and clumsy, and on top of that, he was limited to only being aware of what was in front of his eyes. The shadows did not respond to his senses, and without them, he felt blind like a bat.
It seemed impossible that anyone could exist in this pitifully powerless, woefully limited, and creepily dull state.
'Wait… isn't that… simply what being mundane felt like?'
Sunny blinked a few times in complete shock.
